And the Confrontation Hits the Fan

And the Confrontation Hits the Fan

Well now I’m screwed. I never did decide if I wanted to confront my aunt or not, when the confrontation came to me unexpectedly and unpleasantly. I was waiting for my aunt to leave so I could tell my mom to come over. She was in her car, I saw her packing flowers into her car. So I go out into the living room thinking the coast was clear. I go up to the window to double check and suddenly she is coming up the stairs. She comes up with the newspaper and starts going on about flyers. That might sound perfectly fine to anyone else but then you don’t know my aunt. Everything she says and does seems like bad acting. It is so hard to be around her because everything seems fake, you never know what she is really thinking and it always seems like she has an ulterior motive for every little thing. Anyway she is making this big deal about how many fliers there are, and I’m stuck there trying to keep quiet and can just feel the months of frustration and anger building up.

And then it released.

I just lost it. I yelled about the fliers and of course she scoffs at me, I ask her why she stole my dumbbell the other day, she says she didn’t steal it, she “borrowed” it. I yell at her that you can’t just take things that aren’t yours and then not put them back! (My grandma had to ask for it back, because after she “borrowed” it, my aunt just put it in her own room.) Once I started I couldn’t stop. I told her not to post things about me, and she just lied and said she never did. I told her she posted on recovery.org and she just straight up said she had no idea what I was talking about, and she has never even heard of the website! I was so infuriated. Then she says I would need to show it to her because she has never posted on any forums and she has no idea what I’m talking about (I have found at least 10 that she has posted on, but most of it wasn’t about me or my family so I didn’t care.) I tell her exactly what she said about me, and can you believe it, not only does she keep denying it, but she also says that if she had written something about me IT WOULD BE A LOT MEANER. What the hell kind of lunatic is she?!?! And she just kept lying and lying, saying why would I have a reason to lie to you. So then my grandma starts yelling at me saying hey this is my house, this is still my house.

So now I’m not only furious about having to deal with someone who completely refuses to live within any kind of reality, but now my grandma is mad at me. I was really trying so hard to keep it together, I have avoided my aunt like the plague in the last couple of weeks just trying to get by until she moved out. Literally I have sometimes waited for hours in my room until I knew she was gone or working so I could come out to get some cereal without a confrontation. I tried so hard and some stupid flyers ruined it for me. And I still need to print out the evidence because I am definitely not going to let her try to say I’m the liar, which I know for sure she is going to try to do. Instead of building herself up she just tries to tear everyone else down. Well I for one will not be torn down.

The Tale of the Lost Ring

The Tale of the Lost Ring

Story time!

So maybe a week or two ago, my cousin came over randomly to see my aunt. I was in the living room studying (or TRYING to study) and I heard my aunt loudly talking about jewelry. My aunt tends to talk pretty loudly anyway but it seemed a bit like she wanted me to hear it. I heard her going on about something being “platinum” and my cousin din’t seem that convinced but my aunt kept going “well they can’t just lie!” My aunt gets super super dramatic, she’s like a bad actor who is always acting. (And from what I have heard/read/seen of her, it seems like she IS always acting, she always puts on a facade, more than most people.)

Anyway, maybe an hour or a few hours later, suddenly she’s lost it. I think she had gone out, maybe for a smoke or to pick up her methadone, and suddenly she’s going on about a ring she lost. Going up and down the stairs, making a biiiig show of it. And she knew I was in the living room studying. I think then later I was in my room again trying to study and I hear her in the hall with my grandma talking about how she lost this expensive ring. My grandma was sort of annoyed because she’s giving her money every month to help pay for rent and she’s buying herself expensive jewelry. Again, she’s making a big show of this to my grandma. Periodically since then she has mentioned it, saying she has no idea where it could be but it MUST be in the house somewhere.

Now today, here I am again studying, and for a long time she was talking to my grandma about rents and books, the usual stuff (I can’t hear much from my bedroom but the occasional word is clear and I know what they are talking about). Suddenly, she randomly starts on about the ring. Now she is talking loudly enough for me to hear every word, again making a big show about it. She even goes into her bedroom and makes these big ridiculous groaning sounds and moving things around to show she is looking for it. Then goes back to my grandma and says yeah I can’t find it, I’ve looked everywhere but it has to be in the house. Then (again, loud enough for me to hear with my bedroom door closed) asks my grandma if she could ask me and my boyfriend about it. Talks a bit more about it, again says she has no idea where it is but must be here, and if she thinks of it could my grandma ask me and my boyfriend.

Now, this whole time I have just been waiting for her to accuse me of stealing it. Right away it seemed like she was trying to set me up, or try to GET me to steal it, by making a big show of how valuable it was and then a big show of how she lost it. Maybe she really did lose it, but it seems pretty suspicious to me. Even if she really did lost it I wouldn’t doubt for a second that she will try to say I stole it. I’ve heard stories about her trying to blame my dad for things she did to get out of trouble, and this was in adulthood, not as a little kid. She’s also lied about things on her blog, and is always trying to blame everyone for everything. Not to mention the fact that she already accused me on her blog of going on to her computer when she wasn’t around to look at her “files,” and that’s how I found her blog, even though I literally told her it’s because she used her real name on her blog. It wasn’t exactly hard to find. I’m sure she also relayed this accusation to my grandma, or at least hinted at it, because my grandma said my aunt “didn’t know how I found her blog”, even though I literally TOLD HER.

In any case, I haven’t even seen the ring, no clue what it looks like, much less stole it. Although I have to admit, if I DID find it, I’d be pretty damn tempted to throw it straight in the garbage.

(Although it might need to be taken to Mt. Doom….)

Not Sure What to do at This Point with “Alternative Facts”

Not Sure What to do at This Point with “Alternative Facts”

Now I told my aunt that I knew about her blog, because I can’t stand her and I decided to tell her why because otherwise she thinks I’m just a mean person for no reason. Well, now she has continued to write in her blog and now I am “enemy number one.” Literally that is what she said. I am having nightmares every night about her or her crazy boyfriend who was recently in jail. I am having panic attacks weekly. I went to the school nurse and she assessed me and I scored the maximum for anxiety, though by some miracle I’m not depressed. She referred me to the psychiatrist but I won’t see them for at least a month. I talked to a counsellor at my school, and the situation was so messed up she really didn’t know what to tell me so she taught me how to breathe out through my mouth? She told me to imagine everything covered in light, including my aunt. Well when I try everything else is light and my aunt is just darkness and evil. She has written on her blog that she’s not lying and I just said she was lying about things because I don’t like them. They’re lies. They’re not “alternative facts.” They’re lies.